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Out of ideas one Sunday night, I wasted a quarter roll of film in my dorm room so I could go develop the negatives and, ideally, start printing out the project that was due that week. One of the earliest gifts my fiancee gave me was a tiny, plastic Pikachu that lit up when you touched its ass in a certain way, and quickly became the subject of one of these poorly-thought photos. This photo always reminds me exactly how close my bed was to the window during my first year in the dorms, and how cold said window would get during the winter time.
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